Tear's
Tear's
builds up and rolls
down my cheek's-
I don’t understand
they mutter and
then withdraw-
Again the tears
approached-
I didn’t know what to do
my heart became as still
as the unmoved in the
midst of lonliness-
so they whispered away
and seeped into my heart
with the burning patience-
I stayed alone-gathering my
thoughts-shaking-unable
to respond to what they
were telling me-
I listened to the sadness
spreading itself and the
mysterious cry of love unknown-
In the fading night
only a single tear remained
staining my cheek-
changing into a wound
that marks my grieving life.california Blue
Copyright © Gordon Wickstrom | Year Posted 2016
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